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  Apr 2014 Diary of the Damned
Harkaran
It takes a second to hurt
A little group of words
A bunch of letters of pain
In random fashion arranged

Meaning so little to the speaker
And to stranger couldn't be bleaker
Like blood drops on butter paper
The image dry and fading weaker

But to someone quiet and concerned
Like a cattle branding iron burn
Like bitter wind on dry flaked cheeks
On cold days through loneliest of weeks

No use then to bend and fall on your feet
No use now to buckle and beg on your knees
Let the silence be answer to those words
In time of freedom we will learn

There is no me, there is no you, instead;
There is only vengeance of deepest red
  Apr 2014 Diary of the Damned
Harkaran
I still remember when
Everything was ours
Except you were mine
And I was yours
Father God I come to you
So that I may be healed
Or at least to **** the pain
It's becoming hard to deal
Every day I think
Of what it might be like
To take control of fate
And take my own life
Father God I know it's not right
And this is why I have come to You
You are the Truth the Way and the Life
There isn't anything You can't do
So Heavenly Father this is all I ask
That I am given strength to endure
For I know what is to come
And I know there is no cure
What frightens me is not the end
But the path I take to see it
I'm not afraid to die
and if it's coming then so be it
But I dont want to go by my
Very own hand
Because the world will never understand and i'll never be forgiven
And I'll be wandering about in spirit
Just as I do on land

This physical world seems to be one big test and Lord, I need Your help
I don't feel as strong as the rest and I just can't do this by myself

Won't you hear my cry Lord?
Won't you hear my my prayer?
The Bible tells me walk by faith, not by sight
but just show me that You're there

And God, this is my prayer
Mornings seem to be the hardest part of the day for me lately.

(C) Maxwell 2014
If by chance you see
my soul in sensless wander
Know I am not lost
(C) Maxwell 2014
Take into consideration
Everything that’s come before
As you watch the end of time unfold
No amount of education
Could prepare you for the truth
These are stories no one’s ever told
Everything we’ve ever said
And everything we’ve ever done
Will be an equal weight upon our souls
With everything we’ve never said
And everything we’ve never done
We’ve fooled ourselves…we thought we had control
See the mighty fall beside
The weak and powerless
Wasting every hope we had for growing old
Such a reign of fire
Burning all our sins away
But in the end, the world will be so cold

The world is washed in grey
Differences are stripped away
We’re one in the ashes
One in the ashes
All our fighting was in vain
We are one in the ashes
And in the end we all will lose control

Take into consideration
Everything we’re fighting for
Even though the world’s become so cold
No amount of devastation
Could destroy the bitter truth
Love is something few of us have shown
Everything we’ve never said
And everything we’ve never done
Self-ingested poisons take their toll
Everything we should have said
And everything we should have done
We lost ourselves the day we lost control
See the mighty fall beside
The weak and powerless
Wasting every hope we had for growing old
Such a reign of fire
Burning all our sins away
But in the end, our hearts will be so cold

The world is washed in grey
Differences are stripped away
We’re one in the ashes
One in the ashes
All our fighting was in vain
We are one in the ashes
And in the end we all will lose control

Take into consideration
Everything you’ve lost before
As you watch your peace of mind unfold
Not one word of explanation
Ever will disguise the truth
We’ve become the stories we once told
Everything we’ve ever said
And everything we’ve ever done
Now an equal weight upon our souls
With everything we’ve never said
And everything we’ve never done
We’ve fooled ourselves…we never had control
See the mighty fall beside
The weak and powerless
Wasting every hope we had for growing old
Such a reign of fire
Burning all our sins away
In the end, our hearts have grown so cold

The world is washed in grey
Differences are stripped away
We’re one in the ashes
One in the ashes
All our fighting was in vain
We are one in the ashes
And in the end we all will lose control
A poem that bled into a song, and came to mind once again today after so long for no apparent reason that I can find.
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